The first time we met was in early spring when the south wind passed by. Blue sea, blue boy. The wind seems to be blue too, gently carrying the flavor of early spring through the empty world.
The first time they met was an old record that had been buried in the dust of time and was badly worn. Only the sound of wind could be heard in the gramophone.
The ice and snow are melting, the cherry blossoms are beginning to bloom, the maple leaves are in full bloom, and the world is covered in silver. Finally, it's still spring in Hakodate.
A simple piano song
A beautiful picture.
The sea breeze blows away the flowing light, a confession hidden in time, and a pair of silver rings.
The cherry blossoms in Hokkaido are in full bloom several times, and companionship is the longest confession of love.
You are the gentlest south wind I have ever encountered in my life.
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Red and black new pit, updated every week. Don't abandon the old trap.
I just want to tell a quiet and warm story, Nanfeng. In this story, there is the warmest and most beautiful look of love in my eyes.
A blind blue boy listening to the sea and a lonely man standing at the top.
The warmest south wind encountered in early spring.
The whole story, I hope it will accompany you through the coming long winter.
I am Aoi. Maybe you can call me house.
What a blessing it is to meet this person.